"Good. The plan has been finalized. Wait for Herta—ambush the Borisin—escort the Xianzhou seal."
Russell clapped his hands, signaling the end of the process.
Then, as though he had suddenly remembered something, he looked at Acheron and warned her.
"From now on, don't go sacrificing yourself for no reason."
"It'd be too cruel to let such a pretty face get ruined by all that work."
His endless reminders poured into Acheron's ears like an unceasing drizzle, leaving her unsure what expression she should make.
He seemed to care a great deal about her drawing power by immersing herself in Nihility?
Why was this man so concerned about her, as though every tiny movement she made tugged at his heartstrings?
Putting aside something that was obvious at a glance...
He counted as a good man?
She suddenly found it amusing and, rare as it was, felt a playful impulse.
Under Russell's gaze, she reached out and grabbed his arm.
The woman who had always seemed valiant and dashing, though mixed with a few hints of Alzheimer's disease, looked at Russell with expectation in her eyes.
"Um... there are some things I want to ask you?"
"Go ahead."
Russell looked at Acheron, who seemed somewhat different from usual, paused for a moment, and replied.
Then—
"You seem to have unusually good relationships with many women? And you're very good at making people like you."
The faint curl of her lips and the words she uttered froze Russell's body as if an iceberg had called to him.
"Can I assume..."
"That you cheat on a regular basis?"
Questioning the lonely one's harem affairs?
No, was this woman's emotional intelligence really that low?
Hearing Acheron's interrogation, not only Russell, but even Himeko and Aventurine beside him were nearly scared stiff.
No...
Why was she